Vegas, I miss you. Do you miss me?

I don't know if I can add much that the audio blogs haven't covered about my Vegas trip. But there are some things.
I have to mention the old ladies behind us on the flight out. The one lady was total hoot. Kept talking about how she was gonna hook up with the boyz! I could tell she was from the south side of Milwaukee by the number of times she said "yooz". She was going to have a good time no matter what it took. Thankfully she was staying at the Gold Coast so I wouldn't see her prancing around in the casino in her nightgown.
One thing that always crack me up are the porn peddlers. They are quite a nuisance as they thrust their porn in front of you. They also make a mess. The majority of the stuff they hand

Girls Direct to your Door! What a deal!

out ends up on the streets. But what makes these people stand out in 100 degree heat handing out nudie pictures? How much are they getting paid? I can't see this being a high paying job. And how long does it take for them to hone their craft? I noticed how the smack-smack thrust move has been replaced by the smack-flick-flick-flick-flick-flick move. I did notice a family walk down the street by some porn peddlers. As they got by, the teenage son picked up a card off the ground. As he did, his little sister, maybe 5 or 6 did so too. As the mom admonished the girl, the boy quickly stuffed the card into his back pocket. Smooth move kid!

I did catch a bit of one of my favorite Vegas acts- Big Elvis! I don't think this picture does any justice to this mammoth of a man that claims to be Elvis's love child. It cracks me up that he doesn't ever get on stage. He leans on the front of it. I don't even know if he could get up there if he wanted to. Anyways, you can catch him during the week at the Barbary Coast.

Yeah, I survived yesterday at work. It was rough. I miss Vegas already. Guess I really need to book the trip in December and play in the Holiday Classic. Who wants to come and share a room with me?